Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Daybook for April 20, 2010

Outside my window … it’s a cool, drizzly day. Reminds me of many mornings on the Appalachian Trail. I love weather like this.

I am thinking … that I need to revise a document at work today, and I really don’t want to.

I am thankful … for my Bible study group. I just “joined” them a couple of weeks ago, and am already beginning to see the fruits of these new relationships.

I am wearing … my “uniform”: Jeans, old running shoes, and an old running t-shirt with long sleeves.

I am creating … a style guide at work, with the help of my fellow technical writer. Basically, we’re developing the writing standards to be used across the company. It’s a pretty interesting project. Like most things I write at work, it will be infinitely helpful to anyone who bothers to read it. :)

I am reading … Conversion by Malcolm Muggeridge.

I am hoping … to grab a few minutes this evening to play piano.

I am hearing … the hum of my computer, and the tapping of keyboard keys.

I am remembering … a cold, gray day in January when my mom took me to see Tootsie in the movie theater behind Cortana Mall (or was it Bon Marche?) in Baton Rouge. I was twelve years old. Why am I remembering this? I woke up this morning with the love theme from that movie (“It Might Be You”) in my head. I haven't heard, or thought about, that song in years.

I really love getting older. When I have vivid memories of childhood (like the memory of going to see Tootsie with my mom), I feel ancient, but at the same time, I’m aware of the bond between me and the shy little 12-year-old that I was. I feel like I’m spanning time, gathering all the experiences of 30 years up to myself, wondering that I survived it all—and turned out all right.

I am going … to try to re-read a chapter or two of Spiritual Depression by D. Martin Lloyd-Jones before I lend it to a friend in two weeks. I read this book about a year ago, but I read it too fast and didn’t allow the concepts to sink in. Didn’t let them live with me. I need to re-read the whole book, and read it very slowly. I can at least do that with a couple of chapters—or maybe just one—in these next couple of weeks.

Noticing that … I am an expert at wasting five minutes here and ten minutes there, and then wondering where all the time has gone. It wasn’t such a big deal before I became a mom, because I had hours of time to myself, if I wanted them. Wasting a few minutes here and there had little effect on my overall sense of available time. Things are different now.

Pondering … time. How it seems so natural, yet so unnatural. Brings to mind the C.S. Lewis quote, “Humans are amphibians - half spirit and half animal. As spirits they belong to the eternal world, but as animals they inhabit time.”

From the kitchen … Oh, our kitchen has been a ghost town these days, with the only real activity being the collection of dust on all surfaces. I do hope to bake a lemon pound cake before Friday, when my parents come to visit.

One of my favorite things … When I go to the sitter’s and Anne’s face breaks into a huge grin at the sight of me.

Here is a picture for thought I am sharing:



This is a collage made by my sister’s friend, Mandi. Click it to view a larger version. We took these pictures this past weekend.

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Monday, April 19, 2010

Some Pictures of Anne

Yes, I'm still here. No, I haven't had the time or inclination to blog. For those of you who are still checking my blog occasionally to see if I've posted anything, here are some Anne pictures for your troubles.


Have you ever seen a prettier smile?




Here's my giggly girl!




Although she is smiling a lot more every day, Anne still seems to have a relatively serious personality. Here's one of her characteristic serious faces:




Anne is always trying to pull herself up. She can't quite sit up yet, but she does a good job of it in her Boppy pillow. I think she looks kind of like she's leading a choir, or conducting an orchestra here. All she needs is a little baton!




Here is a picture of Anne and me. I like the pictures I'm in, but ... they're a sad reminder that I haven't had time to cut or highlight my hair since before Anne was born.




Is there any resemblance between me and this beautiful little girl? Any at all? No? I didn't think so. She looks just like her daddy.




Speaking of her daddy, I love this picture of Hubster and a certain daddy's girl.




And here's a pic of the three of us:




That's it for today, folks. We took some pictures with Anne's cousin Ella yesterday, so I'll post some of those once I get them.